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Footsore this morning |
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At the break of day |
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Not the curtains won't part |
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Not the curtains won't part |
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He left his fingersprints |
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Dull trails upon a heart |
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Yeah weary come this morning |
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Slid on his black boots |
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Settled and stayed |
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Stettled and stayed |
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Envy come to live with me |
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He looked into my head |
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Spoke my conversations |
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Come to sleep with me in my bed |
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Trouble, oh he came this morning |
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Called out my name |
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And covered me with shame |
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Oh trouble oh trouble |
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Weary walkin' over me |
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Softly he won't tread |
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Broke into my centre |
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With his hard heart |
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Led me onto shelter |
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This shelter is my home |
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I borrow no light |
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I know no treasured sights |
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I see no-one |
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No-one sees me |
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Envy come to live with me, etc. |
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I know you |
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I know you |
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I know trouble |
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I know trouble |
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Footsore come this morning, etc. |
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Trouble come this morning |
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At the break of day |
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Now the company I'me keeping |
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Has change my name |
